Transmigrating into a Man's Wife: I Share the Pain with the Male Protagonist

Thinking of this, Lu Mingyun drank another glass of wine, and his energy quickly came up, which made him excited. He picked up a piece of dessert and began to think about how to squeeze money out of the rich families and businessmen in the county.

At this time, he heard someone downstairs opening the window, and the person downstairs was Li Mofu.

Li Mofu wrapped himself up tightly, opened the window, and lit a light because he was a little afraid of the dark.

He was thinking about how to tell Lu Mingyun that he wanted to give out porridge. After all, he always had the image of being indifferent to worldly affairs and having his own way. Would it make him seem hypocritical if he suddenly said that he wanted to give out porridge?

Thinking of this, Li Mofu opened his private money and spent it. He still had enough money because Lu Mingyun would occasionally explode some gold coins, like a gold point that would refresh itself.

When Lu Mingyun looked down, he saw Li Mofu putting the lamp on the windowsill and sitting cross-legged on the couch counting money, looking like a money-grubber.

Touching his chin, Lu Mingyun had an idea in his mind. He took another sip of liquor and raised his hand to knock on the windowsill.

"Thump, thump, thump"

Regular knocking sounds appeared in the quiet night. Li Mofu was stunned for a moment, then looked up and saw Lu Mingyun drinking with his chin raised, and making a gesture to him to come up.

Li Mofu rolled his eyes. He didn't want to get close to the drunk male protagonist at all!

Thinking of this, Li Mofu pursed his lips, his ears turning red. Some things don't seem awkward at the time they happen, but when you think about them later, they become really awkward.

"Thump, thump, thump"

Lu Mingyun knocked on it again, knocking so loudly without even noticing the pain on his hands. Li Mofu snorted in annoyance.

Then there was silence upstairs for a while. When Li Mofu looked up again, Lu Mingyun had disappeared, but he didn't hear the sound of anyone coming downstairs.

Li Mofu closed the wooden box containing his private money, thinking that he would look for Lu Mingyun tomorrow after he sobered up.

"Rustle and splash"

A sound of crumpling paper came from above, and then a ball of paper fell down and hit Li Mofu's arms straight.

Li Mofu was stunned for a moment, then put down his "private treasury", picked up the piece of paper and opened it. It said: Are you free? Come up and talk?

Li Mofu rolled his eyes speechlessly, and before he could crumple the paper ball again, another one was thrown into his arms.

Li Mofu's mouth twitched slightly, and he looked upstairs. The man upstairs did not show his head, but just had one hand on the windowsill.

I opened the crumpled paper again, and it said: I know you are bored and have something on your mind, so come and talk to me.

Li Mofu was embarrassed, thinking that this bastard male protagonist must be drunk, otherwise he would be very embarrassed. The reason why he dared to get close to him was definitely due to the effect of alcohol.

Throwing the note aside, Li Mofu blew out the light and wanted to close the window, but several more pieces of paper were thrown in with a "whoosh".

Li Mofu pursed his lips. If it wasn't late at night, he would have yelled.

However, despite his disgust, the bored and internally-constrained Li Mofu still curiously opened the notes. After all, life was boring, and it was rare for the male protagonist to become an idiot for him to amuse himself.

Note 3: Come up quickly, remember to put on enough clothes to avoid catching a cold, but I have a quilt here, you can lie down for a while.

Note 4: I have prepared a pot of wine, and I will make an exception and let you taste it.

Note 5: Guozi said you are in a bad mood. Why don’t you talk to me while you can’t sleep tonight?

Note 6: It just so happens that I have something to discuss with you.

Li Mofu stared at the last note and fell into deep thought, wondering what else the male protagonist could ask him for?

Before Li Mofu could think clearly, several more pieces of paper were thrown in, and Lu Mingyun was still knocking on the window impatiently upstairs.

Li Mofu thought about it, put on his shoes and closed the window. Anyway, he had something to discuss with Lu Mingyun, so he just hoped that this man was not drunk.

Li Mofu quietly left the bedroom, went upstairs quietly and came to the door of Lu Mingyun's room.